Vinyl Crisis

This string of notion let us survive, so grab and bite it, dispose above everything
 Can you hear me?
 Are you listening?
 You can't see me
 But you can feel me.
 Puppeteers, they facilitate
 We're robots that obey
 We are the slaves
 Controlled by them.
 Hypnotized
 And follow the sign
 They won't ever compromise
 Living within this carnage,
 We stood above to kneel, we are all pretentious,
 We are leaders
 We are our own slaves
 Oh saviour!
 This salvation
 Lies on us
 Lies on us
 We stood above to kneel, we are all pretentious And where sickness thrives
 Bad things come along
 These war within us will keep on subsisting
 This string of notion let us survive, so grab and bite it, dispose above everything
 Lust and faith
 It collides
 All the time,
 We stood above to kneel, we are all pretentious Amygdala